Why did this happen?
She asked herself..
It was so sudden,
She thought to herself.
I thought he loved me,
Yet he never did.
Was it me?
There was something that she missed.
All the hugs and kisses he gave her,
Did it mean nothing?
When he carressed her hair,
It had to mean something.
He left without a word,
Not a sorry could be heard..
He left with her heart..
She thought he cared
but he did not...
She's breaking, blaming herself,
Was all she's done not good enough..?
But little did she know
That when a man leaves,
He's not a man at all..
There's no need to grieve.
Life took a course,
It knew would help her.
There was no remourse,
But she had to wait for the better...
~For Her
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Poetry-The Unspoken Words
PoetryNothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red ~Kait Rokowski